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THE WRONG PLACE AT THE RIGHT TIME

By M. E. Tudor

Copyright
2013 by M. E. Tudor

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places,
events and incidents are products of the author’s imagination. Any
resemblance to people or places is purely coincidental.

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"Just
a sec," Ashley said and turned back to Courtney Blair, the woman
who was having this party. Ashley and had been debating the benefits
of getting married for the better part of an hour.

Mary
Hanon ran her fingers through her long, dark hair and looked around
at the other women in the room. They were the same group of closeted
professional women who always came to these parties. All of them
worked in professions that required them to dress, act, and socialize
in a certain way. Even though they were at a party on a Saturday
night, the majority of the women were dressed in pressed slacks and
blouses. Their hair and make-up were done to perfection, and their
mannerisms and conversations were reserved, despite the fact that
most of them were negotiating a bed partner for the night.

Shaking
her head, Mary headed to the fully-stocked bar and looked over the
selection before choosing a beer. She turned around and studied the
group again. Coming to this party had been a waste of her time. She
knew all of the women here. She had been out with just about every
one of them at least once, except the ones who were married to men.
She didn't fool around with women who played both sides of the fence.

She
had been approached by several women tonight, but she was so tired of
the same old games. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she felt
like she needed something more. She hadn't thought about having a
relationship with anyone since she graduated college. She wasn't sure
that's what she wanted now. But, she did want something more than the
safe, unsatisfying sex these women offered.

Ashley
had driven them to the party. She promised Mary that they wouldn’t
stay late because she had a date at ten. Mary figured she would
either hook up with someone who would take her home, or have Ashley
drop her at their apartment before she went on her date.

They
had been there for almost three hours, and Mary had been ready to go
home within an hour of arriving. Mary finished her beer and was just
about to call a cab when Ashley rushed up to her. “We have to go!
I’m going to be late.” She grabbed Mary’s arm and pulled her
out of Courtney’s apartment with barely a goodbye to the other
guests.

Thank
God, Mary thought.

They
climbed into the car. Ashley started it and took off. Mary grabbed
the armrest on the door and held on as Ashley raced through the busy
streets. Mary stared nervously out the window as they drove through a
seedy part of town. They passed biker bars where men and women were
fighting in the parking lot. There were some warehouses, and then
more bars appeared. They were clearly gay bars, with neon pink
triangles or neon rainbow signs flashing from the windows, but they
were not the type of bars Mary would be interested in visiting.

“Where
are we going?” she asked, looking at Ashley's wild-eyed profile.

Ashley
didn't answer but pulled into the parking lot of a leather bar, found
a parking spot in the back of the lot, and turned the car off. “Okay,
this is it,” Ashley said, unbuckling her seatbelt and getting out.
“You take the car. I’ll get a ride back to the apartment later.”

"Are
you serious?" Mary asked and watched Ashley rush to the door
where women were standing outside smoking. They were dressed in tight
leather pants, leather vests and nothing else. The women in front of
the bar stopped talking long enough to whistle and call out to Ashley
as she approached the bar. “Hey, baby.”

Shaking
her head, Mary got out of the passenger side and went around to the
driver’s seat. She started to turn the car on, but the keys were
not in the ignition. Oh shit, Ashley took the keys with her. Mary
turned her head toward the door of the bar and looked at the women
standing outside. Dropping her head onto the steering wheel, she
looked at the bar again. There was no option but to go in and find
Ashley. Ashley is dead if something happens to me in this bar, Mary
thought to herself.

She
got out of the car and hurried to the front door. “Hey baby, come
here,” one of the women called.

“I
don’t think I’ve had you,” said the other.

Shit,
shit, shit, Mary thought as she pushed her way inside the bar. It was
packed with women and Ashley was nowhere in sight. Mary spotted the
bar across the room from the door. She made her way through the wall
of half-naked women to get to the bar. She was praying that Ashley
was meeting her date there.

It
seemed to take forever to get to the bar. She’d been grabbed at,
pawed on, and pinched along the way. When she finally got there, a
woman who would be beautiful if she didn’t have so many piercings
on her face was working the counter. “Excuse me,” Mary shouted
over the noise. The woman didn’t seem to hear her. “Excuse me!”
she shouted louder.

The
woman looked up and then looked her up and down. Mary was dressed in
tan slacks and a fuchsia, short-sleeved, button-down blouse. Very
conservative by these people’s standards, Mary was sure. The woman
smiled and shouted over the noise, “Are you lost?”

Laughing
harder, the bartender pointed to the crowd. “So are half of the
women in this place.”

Mary
turned around and looked at the women crammed in the bar. It was
true; there were a lot of blondes, and everyone was wearing black.
She was sticking out like a sore thumb.

“Hey
baby,” a large woman with short, spiked, dark brown hair said, as
she pressed close to Mary. “You’re new. Wanna come play with me
for a little while?”

Mary
looked the woman over. Her large, pasty white breasts were visible
through her open leather jacket. The rest of her outfit consisted of
black leggings and army boots. “No, I’m just trying to find
someone,” Mary said, leaning away from the woman.

“Aren’t
we all,” another woman said from the other side of Mary. She had on
a black leather vest that revealed her small breasts that were as tan
as the rest of her body. She had tattoos on all of her exposed skin.
She even had tattoos going up her neck. The only place she didn't
appear to have tattoos was on her face. Her hair was jet black. The
short back and sides were slicked back, and the long bangs were
formed into an arrow that went down between her large black eyes,
stopping just above her bright red lips. She made Mary think of a
vampire.

“I
was here first, dog,” large woman snarled at tattoo woman.

“She
ain’t interested in you, bitch,” tattoo woman snapped back.

A
younger woman, closer to Mary’s age approached. Her hair was bright
pink and spiked straight up on her head. She had a lot of tattoos and
piercings, but not as many as tattoo woman and the bartender. The
spiked collar around her neck matched her spiked wrist bands and
belt. She had on skin tight black jeans and a black t-shirt that had
a picture of a woman pole dancing on it. “What are you two losers
doing?”

The
large woman laughed. “We’re fighting over this piece of fresh
meat.” She ran her finger down Mary’s neck, brushing back her
chocolate locks, and continuing down towards her full breasts.

Mary
looked up at the woman who had spoken and wasn’t sure if she should
be relieved or more terrified. The woman standing in front of her was
the UPS delivery person who usually brought stuff to the law office
where Mary worked. Even though she was a familiar face, Mary had
called her a “dyke thug” just yesterday, so she wasn't sure the
woman would be willing to help her out of this situation.

Something
in the woman’s eyes told Mary she had better go along with her.
“Yes, yes, I was looking for you...Jackie,” Mary said,
remembering the name tag the woman always wore on her beige UPS
uniform.

“See?”
Jackie said, taking Mary’s hand and pulling her away from the three
vultures that had her pinned to the bar. Jackie pulled her out onto
the dance floor. She put her arms around Mary’s waist. “Put your
hands on my shoulders,” she instructed. "You want to make sure
they think you are really here with me. You won't be safe otherwise.”

Mary
looked over her shoulder at the three women standing at the bar. They
were watching Jackie and her intently. She looked back up at Jackie,
and then did what she was told.

After they had started moving
with the music, Jackie asked, “So what’s a pretty little straight
girl like you doing in here?”

Mary
swallowed nervously, trying to ignore the arousal that this woman was
stirring in her. “Ah, I’m actually here trying to find my
roommate, Ashley. She was meeting someone.”

Jackie
leaned in closer so she could talk into Mary’s ear without
screaming at her. “You should find out more about the places your
roommate hangs out before you go into them. You could have gotten
hurt in here.”

Looking
up at Jackie, who towered over her by at least six inches, Mary
nodded her head. Jackie's dark blond hair touched her collar in soft
waves. Mary had seen her hair poking out the back of the beige ball
cap Jackie always wore, but she did realize it was this long.
Jackie's dark blue eyes peered down at her.

Mary
looked away and started seeing what was going on around them. She was
stunned by the open display of sexual activity. She didn’t see
Ashley on the dance floor and wondered why on earth Ashley would be
meeting a date here.

They
were being bumped and pushed from all sides. Mary clung to Jackie,
who pulled her closer. Mary was terrified that she wouldn't find
Ashley. What would she do then? Would Jackie give her a ride home?
Would she be safe if Jackie did?

For
her part, Jackie couldn’t believe she was actually dancing with
Mary. When she had first gotten the route that included the law
office Mary worked in, she had been thrilled that she would get to
see this beautiful woman and her equally beautiful friend, Ashley, on
a regular basis. Unfortunately, they had both turned out to be
snobbish bitches. Worse, even though Mary was rude to her, Jackie
still found herself deeply infatuated with the petite brunette.

She
had been stunned when Mary said that Ashley was here to meet someone.
Ashley did not seem like the kind of woman who would be caught dead
in a sex bar like this. She looked over the heads of the people on
the dance floor but didn’t see Ashley. She wondered if Ashley and
her date were in the back area, where people went to fuck. She leaned
down and spoke into Mary’s ear, “Hold on to me tight, we’re
going to look for your friend in another area.”

Mary
shivered as Jackie’s hot breath touched her ear. Jackie was cute,
tall and muscular. But, she was too butch and too out about her
sexuality for Mary’s taste. She was nothing like the professional,
closeted femmes that Mary usually dated, but she definitely had a
sexual magnetism about her.

Jackie
turned and started leading them through the crowd. Mary clung to her,
holding her hand and hanging onto one of the belt loops of Jackie's
tight blue jeans.

Mary
caught glimpses of the people around them who were literally making
out on the dance floor. One couple caught her eye, and she stopped to
stare. One woman had her leg wrapped around her partner’s waist as
the other woman stroked her through her jeans. The woman threw her
head back and cried out as she came to an orgasm.

Jackie
chuckled next to her ear. “That’s nothing, just wait until we get
to the back. Your straight, virgin eyes will see a lot more than
that.” Jackie tugged her hand and pulled them deeper into the room.

Jackie
had assumed that Mary and Ashley were both straight based on their
snobbish attitudes toward her. Knowing that Ashley had a date she was
meeting here definitely changed her mind about how straight Ashley
was. She still wondered about Mary, even though she had caught Mary
checking her out a few times when she was making deliveries to the
law office but just assumed it was morbid curiosity. Tonight, though,
she had seen the way Mary had looked over her appreciatively and felt
her rapid heartbeat as they danced. She told herself that Mary was
just scared, as she should be in a place like this. Jackie was not
one to force herself on a woman, but all the sex going on around her
was making her aroused. She felt like she was losing control. She
needed to get Mary hooked up with her friend and out of the bar
before she did something stupid, like throw the pretty little
brunette up against the wall and kiss her.

Mary
pulled closer to Jackie and stared at her back as they moved through
the throng of people. In spite of how the spectacle shocked her, her
body was on fire from watching those people getting it on. She
couldn’t believe they were doing it right there in the middle of
everyone. True to Jackie’s word, what was going on in the back area
was even more intense. One woman was pressed into the wall with her
pants open and her lover's hand in them fucking her. Another woman in
black leather chaps was sitting on another woman’s face. The woman
on the bottom was lying on a bench and lapping at the lover's open
crotch.

Mary
squeezed her legs shut. She should be repulsed by all this open sex,
but it was turning her on. She looked around and shivered. It was
disgusting and erotic at the same time. She stopped in her tracks,
forcing Jackie to stop with her when she saw Ashley on her knees in
the corner with an older woman who had on leather chaps, a black
leather vest and nothing else. Her mouth dropped open, and she stared
at her friend’s head as it bobbed up and down as she licked this
woman’s pussy.

Jackie
felt Mary stop and followed the direction of her eyes. Her stuck-up
roommate was pleasuring a woman Jackie knew to be a dominatrix. She
watched Mary’s mouth drop open and her breathing became shallow.
Jackie recognized the look of excitement in Mary’s eyes. Knowing
that Mary was turned on was too much for Jackie. She spotted an empty
space on the wall, not too far from Ashley and her friend. Jackie
pulled Mary over to the place and pushed her against the wall.

Looking
up at Jackie’s burning eyes, Mary could sense that Jackie knew she
was turned on by what she was seeing. Mary watched as Jackie moved
closer, she pressed Mary against the wall and kissed her hard and
deep. Jackie’s mouth moved to Mary’s ear and then she started
nibbling and sucking at Mary’s throat. Her hands squeezed Mary's
breasts roughly. “Oh my God,” Mary moaned and pulled Jackie
closer.

When
Mary pulled Jackie into her, Jackie knew she wouldn't be able to stop
until she had completely owned this woman. She knew she would be
sorry, but she had to have Mary. She relaxed her grip on Mary’s
breasts, caressing gently as she pressed her thigh hard into Mary’s
crotch. Mary moaned, and Jackie started rocking into her.

Mary
gripped Jackie’s hips and wanted her to rub into her harder. She
was so hot and excited that she had to have release. She grabbed
Jackie’s hand and pressed it into her crotch.

Jackie
could feel how wet Mary was. She could tell she was on the edge of
orgasm. She unzipped Mary's slacks and slid her hand inside, quickly
threading her fingers through Mary’s wetness.

Mary
gripped Jackie’s shoulders tightly and buried her face in Jackie’s
neck, crying out as she came.

Jackie
held Mary as her body collapsed into her. She couldn’t believe that
she had just fucked this beautiful woman who seemed to hate her. The
irony, she thought to herself and Monday there would be hell to pay
when she showed up with UPS deliveries.

Jackie
stepped back and let Mary collect herself.

“Mary,
what the hell are you doing in here?” Ashley yelled as she rushed
over, giving Jackie a hateful look.

“You
have the keys,” Mary said, still trying to catch her breath.

“Oh
shit. Oh my God,” Ashley said digging into her pocket and getting
the keys. “I’m so sorry.”

Mary
looked at Jackie, who grinned and then looked away. “It’s okay.
I’ll kill you later.”

Ashley
laughed, “Okay. I’m so sorry.”

“You
coming home?”

“No,”
the woman Ashley had been with said. She grabbed Ashley’s arm and
pulled Ashley towards her. “We are not finished.”

“Bye,”
Ashley called, as the woman dragged her back toward the corner they
had been.

Mary
looked nervously at Jackie, hoping she wasn’t expecting her to
reciprocate what she had just done, although Mary would have if
Jackie asked. But Jackie took Mary’s arm and said, “Let’s get
you out of here.”

Jackie
was trying to hurry. She had already done something she was sure she
would regret, but she hadn’t been able to resist the aroused look
on Mary’s face. She had to get her out of this bar before she did
more stupid shit, like force Mary to fuck her, which she would have
done with any other woman.

By
the time they got to Ashley’s car, Mary was burning with arousal
again. She had seen more people fucking, kissing and grinding in that
few minutes than she had ever seen in her life. She couldn’t
believe how excited seeing all those women fucking each other had
made her. She couldn’t believe how hard she had come when Jackie
had fucked her in the back of the bar. She turned to thank Jackie,
but the matching look of arousal on Jackie’s face was too much for
her.

She
unlocked the backseat door and pushed Jackie towards it. “Get in,”
she ordered. Jackie stared at Mary open mouthed, but she didn’t
hesitate when Mary ordered again, “Get in.” She crawled into the
backseat and turned to face Mary, who was still standing outside the
car.

Mary
had no idea what had come over her, but she wanted to taste Jackie in
the worst way. “Take your pants off,” she ordered.

Jackie
was stunned by Mary’s new tone and her order, but she did as she
was told. She unbuckled her boots, slipped them off her feet, and
peeled the jeans off her thighs. Mary was in the car before Jackie
got completely out of her pants.

“Lay
back and spread your legs,” Mary ordered. The scent of Jackie’s
arousal was driving her wild. As soon as Jackie had her legs open,
Mary kneeled down and started eating her pussy. She sucked and licked
at Jackie roughly. She nibbled and bit at Jackie’s clit, making
Jackie scream out in either pleasure or pain, Mary didn’t care
either way. When she felt the first tremors of Jackie’s orgasm, she
sucked her clit deep and hard. Jackie screamed and bucked against
Mary’s face. Mary held on to Jackie’s hips until Jackie’s body
finally relaxed.

Mary
couldn’t believe what she had just done to this woman, who was
basically a stranger to her, but she had loved being in control. She
wiped her face, opened the car door and got out.

“Get
out,” she ordered Jackie.

Jackie
quickly pulled her pants on and grabbed her boots. She scrambled out
of the car and stood next to Mary. She had never been the submissive
one in a fucking session like this and was surprised how much she had
liked it.

Mary
slammed the door shut and went around to the driver’s side. “This
never happened,” she said, glaring at Jackie over the car.

Jackie
smiled as Mary drove away. “Dyke Thug, humph, I bet she’s still
burning from tonight on Monday. I know I will be."

CHAPTER TWO

Monday
turned out to be a very awkward day. Jackie had to deliver packages
to the law office where Mary worked, and she wasn't sure how Mary
would treat her. After their very hot encounter at the bar on
Saturday night, Jackie had no idea what to expect. She wondered if
Mary would be cold and aloof, or would she blush with the memory of
what they had done? It was going to be hard for Jackie not to blush
when the vision of Mary between her legs licking on her was still so
vivid in her mind. Mary clearly was not the straight virgin Jackie
had accused her of being. She had gone down on Jackie like someone
who knew what they were doing. Jackie had been stunned to say the
least.

She
had planned to be cool and professional when she entered the law
office, but her plan fell apart as soon as Mary turned those
blue-green eyes on her.

Mary
was sitting at the reception desk wearing a navy blue business suit,
with a silk aqua blouse that was open at the neck, revealing a thin
gold chain that had a gold M hanging from it. Her dark brown hair was
lying across her shoulders. She looked up when Jackie opened the
door. Her eyes met Jackie’s. Jackie's first thought was that the
blouse accentuated the color of Mary’s eyes. The second thought was
that she wanted to run her tongue from where the M dropped in between
Mary’s breasts down to her belly button and beyond. Jackie almost
stumbled with the box she was carrying. She saw the slight smile that
played at Mary’s lips before Mary turned and walked away.

Ashley
came out of the back offices just in time to see the look that passed
between Mary and Jackie. She gave Jackie a hateful snarl and a
threatening look as she signed for the boxes. Jackie chuckled. She
knew Ashley was probably worried about Jackie seeing her at the bar
and wanted to appear threatening. It was actually funny because
Jackie was the one who really held all the cards, but she would never
reveal what she knew about Ashley’s sexual activities. Although, it
was fun knowing she had something over the little bitch.

Mary
watched Jackie leave from the safety of the back office. Just seeing
Jackie had made her start burning all over. The memory of Jackie's
hands on her and her mouth on Jackie was as vivid as if it had all
just happened moments ago. Mary wasn't sure if she would ever be able
to face Jackie again without feeling like she was catching fire. She
decided to avoid her for a little while, hoping her feelings faded
with time. She couldn't allow herself to feel the way she did about
Jackie, and she definitely could not let Jackie see how much she
affected her. It was too risky.